"I'm sorry, sir, due to some special reasons, please leave our restaurant immediately!" The restaurant manager approached Jiang Feng aggressively with a group of waiters and said directly.
"What special reasons?" Jiang Feng glanced calmly at Yan Chen in the distance, fully aware of his intentions, yet remained composed.
"According to the requirements, dining in our restaurant requires formal attire, and you are dressed too casually. Moreover, Young Master Yan is our restaurant's VIP, and you're affecting his dining experience. We must ask you to leave!" The manager used a grandiose excuse, but in reality, he was just trying to appease Yan Chen by driving people away.
Jiang Feng chuckled with amusement: "It's the first time I've heard of such a rule in a restaurant, where inappropriate clothing disallows entry, and dining depends on others' moods. Your place is quite unique."
"Shut up! Isn't it clear when I'm speaking politely? Get out of here immediately! Young Master Yan can't stand you; our restaurant doesn't welcome you. All things you ordered will be free today; you don't need to pay the bill, just leave quickly! And the utensils you've touched will be thrown away as well. I hope you won't appear within three meters of Sophie Marceau Restaurant in the future!"
Boom!
The manager's words were indeed excessive, and many guests present felt it was unfair to Jiang Feng—even if they wanted to please Young Master Yan, there was no need to go so far. This was stripping away a person's dignity entirely!
Standing at the door, Yan Chen wore a cold sneer. The manager was at least doing the right thing, finally making him feel a bit at ease.
But at this moment, Murong Qian spoke again, more coldly and angrily than ever!
"You are the manager here, right? Tell your boss to fire you immediately—this is from me, Murong Qian!"
"Ma'am, you..." The manager did not dare to neglect Murong Qian. After all, her appearance and demeanor were unlike ordinary people. But Murong Qian's demand was quite bizarre, asking him to call the boss and then fire himself?
"Don't want to call? Fine, I'll call!" Murong Qian said, taking out her phone and directly dialing the boss of Sophie Marceau Restaurant. Though usually low-key, once she became assertive, she was still the untamable big sister from the prestigious family in the Capital City who would not have hung around with Jiang Feng otherwise!
Once connected, Murong Qian only said one sentence: "Xue Jianqiang, right? I'm Murong Qian. Come to Sophie Marceau immediately to fire the manager here. You have fifteen minutes or there will be consequences!"
The boss was startled on the other end: "You... you're Lady Murong of the Murong Family? What on earth did my damned manager do to offend you? Please wait; I'll be there in ten minutes and will have him kneel to apologize to you!"
After speaking, the boss hung up and rushed over.
The manager and the waiters were dumbfounded, staring at Murong Qian in disbelief: "It turns out... you really are Lady Murong?"
Simultaneously, everyone in the restaurant knew Murong Qian's true identity. She really was silent until it was time for a spectacular revelation!
This was the first time Murong Qian revealed her identity in public without fear of gossip!
The manager instantly wilted like an eggplant hit by frost, turning to Yan Chen with a bitter smile. This was truly a battle of titans, with one side being Young Master Yan and the other the eldest lady of the Murong Family, which made him the scapegoat.
"Young Master Yan, to think she... she's actually Lady Murong..." Yu Liuxia was also aghast, recalling how she had quarreled and cursed with Murong Qian earlier, turning pale with fear!
Yan Chen gritted his teeth in anger, storming out the door furiously.
To him, the more Murong Qian defended Jiang Feng, the more it incited his jealousy, especially since she did not hesitate to use her identity as the eldest lady of the Murong Family at this moment, fueling his wrath!
…
In less than ten minutes, the owner of Sophie Maya, Xue Jianqiang, hurriedly arrived, personally apologized to Murong Qian, and sternly rebuked the manager, making him apologize to Murong Qian and announcing his dismissal in public.
Yet, even so, it did not quell Murong Qian's anger. The meal couldn't continue, so she left with Jiang Feng.
Back in Murong Qian's BMW X5, she let Jiang Feng drive, sitting angrily in the passenger seat, still fuming!
Jiang Feng looked at her helplessly and smiled: "You really didn't have to do that. The identity you've been concealing is now public, and you've fallen out with the Yan Family, all because of me. There will be far more rumors about you in the future."
"If you're unafraid, why should I be?" Murong Qian snorted coldly, knowing Jiang Feng was deliberately teasing her, finally easing her feelings, giving Jiang Feng a sidelong glance: "That question, you still haven't answered me. Are you that friend of mine?"
"You seem deeply obsessed with that friend of yours. Could you first tell me why you left the grand house in the Capital City and came to this remote Binhai?" Jiang Feng asked calmly.
This question was undoubtedly a tacit admission!
Because Jiang Feng implied she was also from the grand family in the Capital City, a fact she had never shared with Jiang Feng!
Finally releasing the pressure that had been pent up inside, Murong Qian was filled with tears of joy and said with a smile: "Because, that person once pulled down my pants, coaxing me into standing to urinate together during my innocent childhood; also, because he took me to fight with a group of boys, blaming me for not daring to strike, watching him get beaten black and blue; and, because when I entered middle school, some people harassed me, and he fought against ten senior boys for me, taking a beating on the ground yet still shielding me from harm; more so, because for me, he broke the leg of Ying Tianzheng, the most notorious troublemaker in the Capital City!"
Jiang Feng was slightly taken aback by these words, then his gaze shifted to the window: "You're too fixated on the past. That was all more than ten years ago. You should look forward and not seal yourself in the memories of the past."
"Yes, I know I'm incompetent, always stuck in the past, unable to extricate myself," Murong Qian said, eyes blurred with tears: "But even today, I want to tell him, since that year when I, like a guilty little girl, greeted my first period, and he, like a silly little fool, thought I was seriously ill and carried me to the hospital regardless of everything, he was etched in my heart, an indelible mark!"
"Later, even if he suffered unfair treatment from his family, was neglected, insulted, and even banished, I was willing to follow him willingly to this place of exile, without regret!"
Jiang Feng sighed lightly, turned his face towards Murong Qian, and for the first time looked at her with a profoundly weathered expression: "Sister Qian, you've suffered all these years."
Murong Qian broke down in tears, all her grievances and sadness pouring out with Jiang Feng's words, like floodwaters breaching a dam!ė
She abandoned all her poise, throwing herself into Jiang Feng's embrace, holding him tightly, crying: "You little rascal, do you know how hard I've been searching for you these thirteen years!"
Jiang Feng remained silent, gently embracing Murong Qian, gazing at the neon lights flickering outside the window, reminiscent of the street corner in the Capital City thirteen years ago, where he last bid farewell to Murong Qian.
On that day, the girl cried just as sorrowfully.